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In the blink of an eye, the day of travel to Beckland has arrived.

The earliest departure from Tingen station is at 5 o'clock, and the journey to Beckland takes at least three hours. Because there are less delays in the morning, there are still many people who choose this time, even though it is ridiculously early.

Before dawn, Benson stood on the side of the platform, carrying two people's boxes in both hands, keeping a distance of about half a meter from the people around him. He was wary of the other passengers around him and told Melissa to keep an eye on her important belongings.

"There were a lot of people this morning." Melissa whispered, and from her height she could only see the shoulders of countless people.

Benson looked around at the black crowd around him, and he was also a little surprised:

"Yes, it turns out that there will be so many people on the first bus, which should also be affected by the recruitment boom in Beckland."

"I've heard that in the past, there were already more people on the morning train, and it was already too early to sit a third of each car."

With that, he took out his pocket watch from his arms, looked at it and immediately put it back: "Fifteen minutes to go." ”

Melissa nodded, and the brother and sister stood in the sea of people and waited quietly.

Tingen Station is the starting station, and the steam train has stopped on the tracks under the platform, but it is not yet time. The demarcation line was halfway up in front of the platform, and the station staff ran back and forth near the train for one last time to confirm the status.

Eight minutes before departure, the demarcation line was removed. Soon, the car door opened, and the crowd followed suit. The staff on the platform began to check the tickets and directed the people to divert to the various carriages.

The brother and sister squeezed into the car smoothly and followed the crowd for a short time before reaching their place.

The first class seats are comfortable and spacious, with two single seats of about one meter facing each other, and a small table connected to the wall in the middle. The first-class seats have special luggage lockers, and they don't have too many clutter, and they can sit on soft seats and stretch their legs straight.

Melissa sighed at the comfort and luxury—the enjoyment of 15 soles alone! The first-class seat is equipped with a car meal, a bread and a drink, unlimited hot water, enough for breakfast, and even a little saving, Chinese food can also be settled.

But Benson certainly wouldn't let Melissa be so frugal, and he made up his mind to take his sister to Beckland for a relatively hearty lunch.

Because their savings are more than enough for them to spend their lives safely, but in the past, they were reluctant to use the money that their brother/brother exchanged for their lives, and now they are running towards a better life, and Crane would be happy if he learned about it in the Goddess's kingdom, right?

Moreover, Benson's reason is also very good - "We are new to the city, we are not familiar with the geography of Beckland, we don't even have a map, and we will definitely buy a map and then look for a place to live." In the case of unfamiliar road conditions and traffic, public carriages and railroad carriages are not very suitable, we estimate that we have to walk a long way, look at many houses to settle, if you don't have a good meal, where is the strength? ”

Benson managed to convince his sister with his eloquence, when a shadow flickered out of the corner of his eye, and a figure sat on the empty seat next to them with a suitcase, a young looking gentleman who wore a mask and could only see a pair of green eyes.

Melissa was a little stunned.

Mr. Green-Eyed noticed them and greeted them in surprise, "Good morning, Miss Melissa, we actually meet again." ”

So Benson first glanced at Melissa, and seeing that she didn't say hello at the first time, he quickly stood up with a smile, helped Mr. Greeneye put the large and heavy suitcase on the luggage rack above his head, and then said enthusiastically:

"Hello, my sister is a little introverted, what do you call it?"

Mr. Green-Eyed, who originally felt a little embarrassed, breathed a sigh of relief and made a dull and hoarse voice from behind his mask:

"I'm Leonard Mitchell, a police officer from the city of Tingen, transferred to Beckland. Mr. Benson, I used to have a relationship with you, and the day before yesterday I met your sister on the road, and I can meet you again today—what a coincidence! ”

"Mr. Mitchell, ah, Officer Mitchell......"

Benson's memory did not leave him with his hair, and he immediately remembered what this side of fate meant: "You came to our house in the first place...... I really bothered you at that time, and the security of Tingen City was thanks to your efforts...... Congratulations on your promotion. ”

He skilfully exchanged a few polite words, and Melissa got up to say hello. They are about to live in Beckland, and every good fellow is a resource, and Mr. Mitchell is obviously a good and enthusiastic police officer, so he is naturally an important network in the future.

Of course, Benson believes that he is about to become a government employee, and that Officer Mitchell is also a network resource.

So Benson casually chatted with Leonard about the customs and environment of Beckland, thinking that Leonard was also going to Beckland for the first time, but he didn't expect that the other party had already had many business trips and experience in running a business.

Usually staying in Beckland, this time it was an official transfer – no wonder they hardly met each other in Tingen. Leonard spoke eloquently about Beckland's geography and the various institutions and divisions, even knowing how many churches of the goddess of the night there were in each district, and Benson was in awe of the devout believer.

This knowledge was exactly what Benson needed, and Benson listened eagerly to Leonard's various points of residence in Beckland, taking notes in his notebook from time to time, and Melissa was attentive and asked a few questions from time to time.

Her questions revolve around the neighborhood, such as where the restructured Beckland Technical University is located, how much rent is in the area, how far is it from the residential area, how much is the cost of public carriages and trolleybuses, and how long does it take to walk...... These bits and pieces of Leonard are a little too much to deal with. Since this was all useful information, and since the carriage was basically going to Beckland to make a living, no one thought they were chattering and noisy, so Leonard (under the guidance of Pales from time to time) talked to the Moretti siblings for nearly an hour.

Leonard's mouth was dry, and when Benson began to ask him about his new views on environmental protection regulations, he felt like he was running out of ammunition. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Melissa yawning, and her expression suddenly became sluggish.

Then, a series of yawns rang out from the carriage.

Sleepiness was like a tide, filling the entire carriage in an instant.

Leonard suddenly felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, and he pursed his lips and began to pay attention to his surroundings.

Benson yawned as well, glanced at his pocket watch a little sleepily, and said to Leonard:

"It's half past six, Officer Mitchell, I'm a little sleepy too, let's rest for a while."

Plan 1: Keep the Moretti siblings awake and focused throughout the whole process to resist the interference of dreams, and fail!

"Of course, I will."

Leonard nodded in understanding, sat up straight against the back of his chair, and made a posture of closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, but in fact vigilantly watched the movements of everyone around him, and suddenly, he stood up - he found that everyone around him was not breathing!

Nightmare! It's a nightmare! - Or did Ince Zangwill do it in an instant?! He does have the ability to do that!

But Her Excellency Yin Liya should find out!

Leonard stepped over to the Moretti siblings and reached for his breath...... Indeed, there are no more. He quickly probed his heartbeat and pulse, and found that they had all stopped, and the texture of their skin was very much like that of the newly deceased, still warm and elastic.

Melissa was napping in a scarf on the table, and as soon as he reached out, Benson slumped heavily on his seat.

If this was a dream, the demigod Ince Zangwill must be much more clever than himself, and it would be impossible to find a flaw. Thinking of this, he suddenly turned his head and shouted to the seat in the row behind him, "Old man? ”

As soon as he came, he noticed that there was an old man sitting behind him, and although he shouted abruptly, there was nothing wrong with him.

The dead old man didn't answer, and neither did the old man he really called!

Leonard's breath immediately stagnated, and he immediately said in the ancient Hermetic language:

"Light!"

No response.

Leonard is anxious to get out of the nightmare and protect the people of the real world, but he is not impatient because of this. Several missions had gradually allowed him to develop the reflexes that should be expected in an emergency, and he immediately knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, and began to chant the names of Archbishop Beckland and St. Anthony in a loud voice!

At this moment, he suddenly felt the world of dreams in a lake, and he immediately ended his unfinished prayer, stood up, and instilled spirituality in the direction of distant induction, and shouted:

"Light!

”

Leonard felt his spirituality rapidly devoured, a quarter less in the blink of an eye, and suddenly he was burning as if he had fallen into a furnace—he suddenly opened his eyes, and stood up as if he had been in his trouser pocket with a soldering iron.

Parles snorted softly in his ear, "Not bad. ”

"Forty-three seconds."

"It's been longer than I thought." Leonard looked at the wall clock in the carriage, he felt that he had only been in a nightmare for more than twenty seconds, he immediately stood up and carefully probed the snort of the Moretti siblings, and found that there was still air in and out, and slightly relieved.

The soldering iron in his pocket was still hot, and he took out the red and hot charm, and the carriage was suddenly filled with warm sunlight, and the indoor temperature rose rapidly, and he came to a heated mansion in an instant.

With this mansion in hand, Leonard seems to be able to distinguish between reality and dreams anew.

At the same time, he was shocked to discover that there were indeed necromancers in the carriage, which had been purified in the sunlight.

This...... Don't......

Leonard walked to the back of the carriage in disbelief - a second-class carriage with 16 rows of seats, so full that an adult's legs could not be stretched out. The first class seats were slightly more relaxed, with 12 rows of seats, and he and Moretti siblings sat in the third row.

He came to the 9th row and found that the passenger sitting there had lost his breath.

The death was peaceful...... It was very peaceful, the corpse was still warm, and the skin was still elastic.

There's no need to go any further. Leonard immediately turned around, returned to the Moretti siblings, easily took his wallet out of Benson's pocket, and then shook Benson awake with great force, pushing the table so hard that Melissa sat up in shock.

"What's wrong. What's wrong? ”

"Mr. Moretti, your wallet has fallen out."

Leonard handed the wallet to Benson and deliberately spoke loudly. In fact, the volume was not too loud, but with the help of spiritual power, he successfully woke up the people who were still alive in the car, and they didn't notice for a moment that some of the passengers had died quietly, and they were reminded by him to start checking their important belongings.

Benson's sleepy eyes finally opened, yawned and thanked him, and took his wallet. He hesitated, but Leonard's calm attitude made him relax a lot, and he opened his wallet in front of him and counted it, seeing that nothing was missing, and the smile on Benson's face was more sincere, and he spoke more highly of Officer Mitchell.

Melissa rubbed her eyes, yawned, and glanced at the wall clock of the carriage:

"It's only been a while?" She was still a little drowsy, and muttered, "How can you sleep so deeply on the steam train......

"yes." Benson agreed, "Maybe I got up too early and was too sleepy." ”

After being tossed by Leonard, they were temporarily sobered up a lot, and chatted a few words back and forth. Leonard took the opportunity to sit back in his seat and close his eyes to recuperate, passing through the dream carriage and informing him of what had happened in his carriage and the casualties.

After hearing this, Sost immediately asked Dali to act.

Leonard opened his eyes, and it seemed to others that he had rested for a minute or two. At this time, the train arrived at the platform of the city it passed, and more than a dozen passengers in rows 9-12 behind the carriage stood up one after another, picked up their luggage, and walked quietly after the train door opened.

They walked along the platform and soon disappeared into the distance.

"They're gone so early?" Melissa looked out of the window with some surprise, "It's not going to Beckland." ”

"Maybe I changed my mind." Benson replied casually.

After all, the more than a dozen passengers who died in the accident walked out on their own, so they didn't attract much attention from others. After the stop time was over, the steam train started again.

The train attendant pushed the dining car past the carriage, bringing the only good news to Leonard:

There will be no delays this time!

It's already seven o'clock, and I only need to hold on for another hour and a half to get to Beckland!

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The screws on the overhead rack of Melissa Moretti's head were loose, and the train was on its way to Beckland for overhaul. The inspectors focused all on a couple of damaged seats and broken safety doors, ignoring the safety hazard on the luggage rack, well, the safety hazard. ”

"The screws in the 6th row are broken!"

"The entire luggage rack fell three centimeters, the iron frame tilted, and the luggage weighing six kilograms was about to slip off, at a time when Leonard had to spend 8 minutes and 24 seconds in the bathroom because of sudden abdominal pain that he couldn't resist."

"The luggage slipped down, but unfortunately Melissa Moretti didn't break her neck, and the spirits of Dalie Simone wandered back here, pushing down the glass as a warning and alerting the passengers to the danger."

…………

"The train stops in the city of York. Coincidentally, a wanted criminal in disguise managed to get into the car. ”

"He's searching for a seat, just right – rows 9-12 in car 4 are empty, and the passengers are all on their way to Beckland, so he won't be suspicious even if he stays here for a while."

“…… Well, theoretically, but a train attendant who had been specifically notified by the Red Gloves noticed the problem and reported the sudden appearance of the passenger to Sost. Sost did not know the identity of the man's fugitive, but it was clearly not possible to allow an unjustified fare evader to sit near an important protection target. Realizing that this was also a coincidence, he entered the wanted man's dream and wanted the wanted man to walk himself to the car he was in, where there happened to be an empty spot near him that could be easily monitored. ”

"Ince Zangwill is very unhappy with such a development, but Yin Liya has confirmed his general direction through the rewards of the Red Gloves and the extraordinary items he carries, and at this time, Ince Zangwill is under strategic intimidation."

Ince Zangwille felt that the story was illogical, so he let the wanted man pass by Benson Moretti and suddenly became delirious, and he took out of his bosom the dagger that had escaped security and began to wave it! Gosh, yes, this wanted man happens to be an addict! ”

At this time, Leonard Mitchell did not get up to stop it immediately because of a sudden severe headache, but he threw his thermos cup out and smashed it on the back of the wanted man's head.

My Healing Game

"The thermos mug is double-glazed with stainless steel. Very good. The wanted man was stoned to death, and Mr. Mitchell was about to receive an additional allowance when the dagger he wielded only cut through Benson Moretti's shoulder, clothing and seat. Yin Lia also confirmed the location of Ince Zangwill. ”

Brush! The sky outside the train suddenly darkened!

At the same time, the ethereal singing sounded in the train, and Sost and Leonard were instructed to chant Requiem's hymn at the same time, and the song was relayed by the other dream demons throughout the train, and the huge dream instantly covered everyone except the conductor.

People fall into a dark sleep, their souls are sheltered by dreams, and the war of the demigods is raging in the real world.

The stars, the red moon, as if the pen dyed with starlight wrote in the night sky as paper, the power of death and tranquility hedged, the screams of the spirit body were soothed by poetry, and from time to time there were thunder and lightning flashes, rumbling, Leonard did not dare to look closely, but as if he also saw a strange brass-colored eye, as if he would be seen through from beginning to end when he was looked at by this thing.

The battle of the demigods came and went quickly, and after about ten minutes, the stars gradually faded, but the winter morning sky was not too bright, and there was no difference except that the night sky was clearer before and after.

In this way, Ince Zangwill will not hinder the rest of the trip, and their escort mission is more than half successful.

The dream lasted for an extra half hour, and after half an hour, the passengers woke up one after another. They only felt that they had a good night's sleep and had a good dream of a lost lake, and they didn't know what they dreamed about, but when they woke up, they were refreshed, their minds were at peace, and their spirits were better.

Woo!

More than an hour later, the steam train arrived in Beckland with countless hopeful men, and the sky was still full of light, the fog in the air had thinned out considerably, and the gas lamps hanging above the platform were no longer lit early.

Benson, who was very experienced in protecting his sister and wallet, carried his suitcase, one of his own and one of Leonard's, and walked out of the station with the crowd.

Leonard, who had a headache, stomach pain, abdominal pain, and leg pain along the way, followed him dyingly, and he didn't need to deliberately disguise his voice now, his voice was indeed hoarse. However, he was wearing a mask, but no one could see that he was wearing vegetables and cold sweat on his forehead.

He helped the Moretti siblings a lot along the way, and the siblings were also very touched, especially the addict who suddenly injured people with a knife - the police officer is worthy of being a police officer, and the police officer who can be promoted to Beckland in his early twenties is really agile. At best, this is a life-saving grace, and this enthusiasm is really admirable, and it strengthens Benson's determination to establish a long-term friendship with Leonard.

Suddenly, they felt a gaze sweep across them at the same time.

As they looked, Benson and Melissa saw a young gentleman with neat black hair and dark brown eyes.

The gentleman with the gold-rimmed glasses pressed his top hat and looked past them into the distance.

Leonard, on the contrary, was slowed down by the overexertion of his spirit, and now he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked at it, it was no longer easy to distinguish which person his eyes were looking at just now, but his spirit vaguely sketched an ordinary-looking, unfamiliar young man.

No hostility, just staggered eyes. Such stares happen many times a day, and Officer Mitchell doesn't think about it.

Benson and Melissa also retracted their gaze and looked at the smoke-spewing pillars in the middle of the street garden, expecting to see Beckland's underground traffic.

Crane walked past them with a blank face and a blank body, and entered the departure station to meet the large crowd pouring into the "Land of Hope" and the people who were worried about the good expectations.

They pass by, their backs to each other, towards different expectations and futures.

The end of one journey is the beginning of the next.

TBC

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"Captain Sost...... I would like to take a leave of absence...... Take a day off for an afternoon off......"

“…… Thank you, Leonard, we thought Ince Zangwill be targeting you and Moretti more often, but after the first failed sneak attack, he began to pay attention to the Eye of the Goddess. In the afternoon, the house will arrange our people to guide, if you still go, it will be a little too suspicious, and then it will be arranged, okay, you rest. ”

"How's the Eye of the Goddess doing?"

"Victory, but Ince Zangwill is not a big defeat - 0-08 is not to be underestimated, and even with good preparation this time, His Excellency Eye still suffered some minor injuries. However, our task has been successfully accomplished. ”